Will the Circle Be Unbroken?
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Reader discretion is adviced, this story contain graphic content depicting violence and rape which may not be suitable to all readers. This is a fictional story and do not portray real events or real persons.
Chapter 1
Friday
Late Afternoon
The road was barren as the bus rolled down, kicking up rocks and sediment and pushing them to the side. A 17 year old, Chris Reynolds, sat in the middle of the bus and watched as the view of the outside passed him and the other passengers in a blink of an eye. The bus sped past a sign welcoming everyone on it to Hillside, Maine and the driver began to pull up to a little restaurant. She put the bus in park and opened the emergency roof door in order to give the bus some fresh air. “I’ll be back in a bit, feel free to stretch your legs and get somethin’ to eat.” After she exited the bus and Chris had closed his eyes after putting his earbuds in, a group of guys a few seats behind Chris began whispering. They looked at each other, to Chris then back at each other all while talking in hushed tones.
Suddenly as if out of nowhere, a huge gust of wind picked up and fog began to form over the town. It was very thick and visibility went down severely. The group of guys all began to raise their voices while trying to get the fog out of their faces. After everything settled and the fog soon disappeared, one of the guys who had a scar from his forehead, below his eye, looked back at Chris, who had laid down on the seat he was in. Motioning towards the bus door, the guy quietly got out of his seat and slowly walked towards Chris. Looking back, he motioned for two of the guys to follow him and through gestures, told them to hold the boy down. As soon as they did, Chris let out a commotion and Rick began to take the boys clothes off. He begged them to stop and tried to fight them off, but they were strong and he was outnumbered. Feeling as horny as ever, the guy took his own pants off and ordered the others to keep Chris still. The guy then took out a bottle of lube, greased his cock up and shoved it as far into Chris as he could. The guys laughed as Chris begged for mercy and for everything to stop, but it was of no use.
The guy tried his best to hold off, but he knew his time was limited before the bus driver came back. He thrusted his cock in and out of the boy's ass, his breathing heightening. He toned out Chris’ screams and begs for mercy and focused on his breathing and thrusting. Soon, he felt his cock squirm and the juices began to flow out of his cock and into the boy's asshole. “Thanks for the fuck, boy.” The guy smirked and smacked Chris’ ass, and he and the others left him on the seat while they decided to ditch the bus and explore the town. The driver still wasn’t back, and Chris could barely think straight. Had that really just happened? Slowly, the boy stood up and breathed as slowly as he could. He managed to get his pants back on and limped into the aisle and up the rows just as the driver came back holding a large soda. “Hey, you good? You don’t look so well…” The driver looked confused as Chris stopped next to her, but he didn’t utter a word.
Instead, the boy slowly got off the bus and made his way over to the restaurant building. His back hit the wall, and he could feel himself slowly slide down onto the ground.
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About an hour later, Chris was half walking, half limping down the aisles of a drug store. He didn’t know how long a possible STD would show itself positive, but he needed to do something. After he found one of those ‘take at home’ testing kits, he bought the item, doing his best not to make eye contact with the worker, grabbed the kit and as fast as he could, left the drug store pharmacy. Tears rolled down his face as he made his way to one of the corners of the outside building, opened the kit and began to test himself. He softly cried as he put the swab into the bottle of liquid, not noticing a young man around his age standing above him. “Hey, are you doing okay?”
Chris looked up at the young man, opened his mouth to speak but… nothing came out. His eyes traveled to the ground and he turned his head back towards the result stick. The other guy sat down next to him and looked at him sympathetically. “Did something happen to you?” Still, Chris didn’t speak but he wanted to say something, anything, he just couldn’t. He had almost forgotten all about the testing stick until the guy mentioned it, “Well, that’s good at least,” Chris looked at the results as it slowly showed the negative symbol. Shakily sighing of relief, Chris dropped the test on the ground and began to sob, placing himself in a fetal position, his eyes buried by his arms.
“Hey now, don’t cry… everything will be alright,” the young man placed his hand on Chris’ arm, but he shook it off, not wanting anyone to touch him. “Come on, I can take you wherever you wanna go…” He stopped talking and bit his lip, “actually, it would probably be a good idea to take you to the hospital. Just for a second opinion, you know?” After taking a few minutes to compose himself, Chris looked at the guy and slowly nodded. Seriously, it’s not like he had anywhere else to go, although any motel bed sounded like a fucking idea right about now. As the young man led Chris to his car, he smiled, “I’m Jacob by the way, but you can call me Jake.” Jacob opened the passenger door and allowed Chris to get him before shutting it and made his way over to the driver’s side. He had just buckled his seat belt and turned the car on when Chris introduced himself. Jacob smiled softly and began to head towards the hospital, with a small look of fear in his eyes.
Once at the hospital, Jake went up to the desk and asked for a patient's form. “Aww, Jake! You feeling okay? We don’t need to get your father down here, do we?” Jake smiled at the desk nurse, shaking his head. “Nah, I’m here to support a friend of mine. Something…very bad happened and we just wanna make sure everythings alright.” The desk nurse nodded his head and looked over at Chris, suddenly looking curiously suspicious. “Funny,” the nurse said softly, “he reminds me of… Nah, nevermind.” The desk nurse allowed Jake to walk back to Chris and continued his work. They waited for a good thirty minutes when a doctor came out and asked to see Chris, “I’m with him,” Was all Jake said and the doctor nodded, allowing both gentlemen into the room.
The doctor instructed Chris to take a seat on the bed while Jake made himself comfortable on the side chair. “Lemme get you hooked up here and the doctor will be in shortly.” Jake asked why he wasn’t going to stay, but the doctor gave him a stern look. “None of your business, Mr. Moretti. Just wait here and he will be with you guys shortly,” the doctor left, leaving Jake confused but he just shrugged it off. He observed the nervous expression from Chris and slowly grabbed his hand. “It’s gonna be alright, I promise,”
Loud voices were heard from outside the door and both boys turned their heads to see what was going on out in the hall. A male doctor was fuming to the other, telling him he should have gotten him sooner than they did. “I’m so sorry, Dr. Re-” The male doctor held his hand up and placed his hand on the door knob, taking a minute to pause before opening the door. Jake smiled and greeted the doctor as if nothing was wrong, but Chris sat there on the bed completely dumbstruck. “Holy fucking shit…”
“Hello there, Christopher.” The doctor placed the patient board on the side table and now Jacob was looking extremely confused. What the hell was going on? “Now can I ask what the fuck happened and who the hell did this to you?” Jake looked back and forth between doctor and patient, not picking up on anything. Chris on the other hand, wasn’t sure what to say. Something in Jake’s head clicked and he started to really study both Chris and the doctor. “Wait a minute…” he waved his finger slowly at one another, “is this…”
Chris took a deep breath, held it in for several seconds and exhaled, “Hey Dad.”